This is a song about "Love and girls"

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

This is love, nothing else close

But got love for them girls

They slowly showin they colors

Oh, you look like my next victim

Powerpuff girls and invader zim

Who cares about hearts and love

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

I love titties, you want hickeys, i don't let girls striptease, iv'e been to every city

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I don't dream about the girls and making it rich,

Lying to yourself, all over an image

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses